My Life - S01 E08

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My Life - S01 E08

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".. Are you ok with that?" My mind was racing so fast that I almost didn't hear her.

"YA!" So much for acting 'casual'.

"Ok." My mom chuckled a little. "I just figure that, for one thing, you've never had one, so you should probably try it. Two, it'll be cleaner and therefore easier for us to do when other people are home. And three, I actually enjoy doing that more than hand jobs."

I wasn't really listening, and honestly I didn't care about the logic or reasons behind her decision to move up to blow jobs. Don't get me wrong, I was appreciative of all the hand jobs I'd received over the last 24hrs, they were great, but yes they were messy.

My mind was racing, and I don't think I ever helped clean up the kitchen so fast in my life! As soon as was finished, I ran over to the sofa, yanked down my shorts and boxers in one motion and tossed them across the floor. I plopped down on the couch and started petting my already stiffening penis.

"I'm ready!" I called back towards the kitchen.

"Ok I'm coming." My mom almost laughed too hard to say the words. She wiped her hands off and walked around the sofa, and knelt down on the ground in front of me. She pushed my legs apart and scooted in between them to get closer. She pulled off her top, revealing that she wasn't wearing a bra. "Are you ready sweetie?" She as motherly as ever

"Yes."

She grasped my prick with both hands and leaned over it. She dripped a string of saliva on the head and began working it all around with her hands. It felt amazing as she rotated both hands back and forth while sliding them up and down the length of my cock. I loved it, but I couldn't wait to feel her mouth.

Just then, without a word, she lowered her head, removed her hands and swallowed my cock all the way to the base, burying her nose in my pubic hairs. She stayed like that for several seconds. making moaning sounds that vibrated her mouth around my cock, The back of her throat tickling the tip.

Slowly she raised her head, slurping up the shaft of my penis. When she got to the tip she stopped, and sucked it like a lollipop. I just watched, my mouth hung open. It looked as amazing as it felt.

She took my prick in both hands again and started her rotating strokes, continuing to suck on just the head. It was a strange and wonderful feeling. I could feel it building a massive orgasm in my balls, but it wasn't making me cum yet.

"Does that feel good?" She pulled my dick head out her mouth with a 'pop'. I just nodded, my mouth still hanging open. "Do you have a big load for me?" I couldn't believe she was talking this way, but I nodded again, "just cum when you're ready." And with that she sucked me back into her mouth.

She went about a third of the way down, then back up, and then back down. She continued that motion while jerking off the rest of my shaft with her hands. She quickly built up a steady rhythm. I felt my orgasm rising up as I watched my mother on her knees in front of me, bare breasts jiggling, head bobbing up and down on my cock. I threw my head back, starred at the ceiling and unloaded myself into my mother's mouth without warning. I expected to hear her gag, or choke, but she didn't. She just stopped bobbing, held the tip of my dick in her mouth and continued jerk in me off. She swallowed shot after shot. I finally lowered my head and looked at her. She was staring directly at me. Her cheeks were sucked in, her hands were slowing down as the flow from my cock was subsiding, and I could see her throat moving as she was swallowing my semen. Her eyes were locked on mine, like she was waiting for something, perhaps some sort of reaction, a confirmation that I'd liked my first blow job.

That was amazing." I said, looking directly back into her eyes. My body shuddered as I spoke, the last aftershocks of my orgasm.

My mom pulled my cock out of her mouth and sat up. She wiped her mouth with one hand, still holding the base of my penis with the other. She looked down at her tits, checking to see if she had gotten any cum or drool on them, they were dry. My previous loads that had earlier covered us both with sperm from her hand jobs... She had just completely swallowed without even pausing. With the exception of a little saliva-semen-mix that was on her lips, there was nothing to clean up.

My dick was still slick, but she wiped it off well enough with her other hand, so that I could simply tuck it back into my shorts with no mess (if I was wearing any). She moved my softening prick around as she checked her work for cleanliness. She seemed happy with it and grinned to herself.

"Was that good?" She asked me.

"Ya... I don't even know how to explain it."

"And a lot cleaner right? We could totally get away with pulling it out for quick 'BJs' and then putting it away with nothing to clean up!" She was referring to my penis, and she sounded almost giddy, proud of herself for coming up with a solution to the messiness of the hand jobs.

"Um, ya. That sounds great!" I could care less about the mess it made, but if that's the issue that motivated my mother to go from giving me hand jobs to blow jobs, then I was all for it. And hearing her talk about the possibility of me being able to have her suck my dick that frequently, was starting to get me hard again.

We just sat on the sofa watching TV half naked for the rest of the evening. She toppless, I bottomless. We eventually made it upstairs where she invited me to sleep in bed with her again, and I eagerly obliged. She kept true to her word and gave me a bedtime- bj'. I laid down in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she was bobbing her head up and down between my legs. She once again swallowed everything my cock fed her. She moved over, said she loved me, and we drifted off to sleep.

I was awoken Sunday morning to the surprising and incredible feeling of my mother already giving me my 'morning-bj'. Actually it was the orgasm that woke me up. I was dreaming about it, but when I came in my dream, the feeling was so intense that it shook me awake.

I looked down at my dick expecting to see morning wood, but instead saw the top of my mother's head. My grunts of pleasure must've alerted my mother that I was awake. She tilted her head upward and looked at me. She kept my cock in her mouth as she sucked down the last of my jizz, but I could tell she was smiling up at me. She finished and sat up.

"Morning sleepy head." She said cheerlly as she hoped out of bed.

"Morning mom." I was hazy from a combination of sleep and post- orgasmic euphoria.

"I woke up and saw that you were already hard, so I figured that I would go ahead and take care of him."

"Uh ya, that was great. didn't expect that though."

"I figured that we should start our routine out today, and when you wake up in the morning is the first one of the day. She called from the bathroom.

We got dressed and headed downstairs to start the day. As usual, whenever she wasn't handling my dick, she switched completely into normal mom-mode.